whoosh

this week was really hard on me emotionally, mostly because i am so new at dealing with traumas and codes in the hospital. so much sadness made my heart hurt a lot for other people and for the world we live in. i think it is part of the growing process - maybe i am stretching my heart out for more love in the future.

i do want to say this to anyone who is reading this and may not see loss as graphically or as frequently as those of us at the hospital:

be gentle with each other
give and show lots of love
believe in hope

in the end, i am not sure anything matters more. in those last moments - between calling loudly for whatever meds and tools we need - that is what is spoken of, what is given, and what i hope is also taken between this world and the next.